Memories of a Girl I Haven't Met
In this lonely place
Bathed in silence
And thoughts of you...
The Everfree Forest, Inside A House
Ugh...I can't shake these feelings...
This place is just awful. I'm always locked in this horrid room, with its lonely darkness and moldy stench. My father has no sympathy for me, the heartless dret...It's almost as if I'm destined to stay here for the rest of my life, eventually withering away and experiencing the ultimate relief...
And yet...I have this other feeling. One that keeps me going; That stops me from giving up.
She came to me in a dream. Ever since that night, one week ago...I can't help but think it means something. The bright blue mare in this dream; The beautiful, graceful, and radiant Unicorn mare, who's face I couldn't fully make out the details of...She's been on my mind ever since...
Canterlot, A Housing Tower
I must be cursed against love, or something...
Every single time I try to pursue love, it just backfires, and I'm left heartbroken and shattered into the dust. It just isn't fair.
Maybe it's best that I just stay here in my cramped room, slumped over my uncomfortable bed, staring out the window to the cold, emotionless stars...To the Pleiades...The Seven Sisters...
At least they don't have to feel what I'm feeling...
I wish that just once...Just once...I could find true love. Love that wouldn't heartlessly stab me in the back like it always has before.
This stallion I dreamed of one night, though. I have a feeling about him. I know that dreams aren't real. That they are vague interpretations of memories we've had, presented in a different and, albeit, sometimes strange form. But this is different.
It felt so real. It felt as if I had gone to another world, occupied by just the two of us. The stallion's presence made me feel warm and and at ease. Like...All the stress I am experiencing just melted away. I had experienced true harmony that night.
But, all good things must come to an end...The loud, irritating ringing of my metal bell alarm clock sang its horrible clinking song, ripping me from my perfect state...Slightly dismayed and extremely saddened...
I can't see your face
But I'm trying
To envision you...
The Everfree Forest, Inside A House
Even now, as I sit here in this dreaded room, this mare swims through my mind and thoughts. Whoever she may be.
I'm trying hard to remember what features her radiant face possessed. I can remember large, round, emotion-filled blue eyes. It was true beauty. Jaw dropping beauty. Like nothing I've ever seen before.
I do understand why I can't remember; Since it was in a dream, the image would be hazy, naturally, and I don't have the greatest memory.
It's too bad. I would really enjoy seeing a pretty face right about now. Especially because of the situation I'm currently stuck with...
Whoever this mare may be, though I may not recall exactly what she looked like, is truly beautiful...
Canterlot, A Housing Tower
It's funny...
This stallion...The image of his handsome frame is burned into my mind, yet it is hard to recall what exact features he possesses.
Sort of auburn-ish colored coat, as far as I can remember. Well groomed, at that. And these strong, phthalo-green eyes, with such a piercing yet warm and loving gaze.
Now, I believe that you shouldn't like or love a stallion or mare if all you're going for is their looks. That won't get you very far, and will leave you broken. Like what happened to me...Multiple times...
But, yes. I believe that love is love. Even if they may not be the most attractive of a bunch, it's who they are that you should truly fall for. At least if you wish to be happy.
I'm getting off topic, here...Now, yes...As I try my hardest to search through my mind for some sort of proper image of the stallion's face, I succeed in creating a mental snap-shot of him.
Though still very hazy, I envision that he truly is handsome beyond belief. And his eyes show a warm, careful, sympathetic, loving look...Directed at me...
Words can't describe how good I felt in that dream...And how shattered I felt when I woke up...
So are you really out there?
Are you awake with memories...
The Everfree Forest, A House
I haven't mentioned my lack of concentration around this broken-down-piece-of-crap house.
Every few minutes, the thought of the mare creeps back into my mind, causing me to lose focus on whatever it was that I would be doing at the time.
Naturally, my losing focus is another excuse for my father to beat me. The cruel, selfish pony never has and never will experience...This feeling...I'm very reluctant to call it...'Love...'
The reason is because of the fact that I am not certain that this mare may even exist. It's hard to love something that isn't real. Even if she does exist, what chance would I have with her?
A mare like her would deserve more than me; Practically a slave to my own father. No, she deserves much better.
Still, I just...I don't know...I hope that she will come back to me in another dream; Assuming I even get to sleep tonight.
It's entered the point where the thoughts of her keep me awake; Many scenarios and images swimming through my mind. If I am tired, then I usually forget about it because of these thoughts.
Even now...Well, I was tired before, but as usual, my mind wandered to that mare again, and now I am just sitting on my bed, sleepless...
Canterlot, A Housing Tower
One inspiring thought keeps reappearing in my mind: What if that wonderful dream was telling me that the stallion is out there somewhere, waiting for me? Even then, it is still just a dream, and I can't be certain about anything, but I'm not ruling out this possibility...
And then, a disappointing thought enters my mind: Maybe he isn't out there? What if this was just my mind's way of being sympathetic towards myself and my broken heart by pretending to show me the...The...The stallion of my dreams...?
Is it possible that this is just a cruel joke? He may not even exist. I could be hoping in vain.
I know that this line of thinking is extremely negative and horrible, but I just can't help it...I've had my heart broken too many times to be comfortable anymore...
Still, though...Is he really out there? Or not?
...Of a boy you haven't met yet,
Who's wished upon the Pleiades?
The Everfree Forest, A House
I've decided to stop thinking in the fashion I was moments ago. She does exist. She is out there, and Goddess dammit I'll admit it, too: This is love. My mind wouldn't do this to me if it were a lost cause.
I wish upon The Seven Sisters. Please, grant me strength in finding my love. I think the time has come for me to leave this awful house and find her. I know it'll be extremely difficult, but a chance to be with her is worth any pain or suffering.
Canterlot, A Housing Tower
You know what? I've had enough of this self pity. I'm tired of feeling meek and heartbroken. Somewhere out there is...My 'Love...'
I swear on the Pleiades that I'll find him, no matter what the cost...
